Dean Ambrose walks down the ramp straight to the ring wearing jeans, black boots, wrist tape, a black tank top and leather jacket. He stops for a moment at the bottom of the ramp to look around the arena and the crowd. He shrugs his shoulders and proceeds to enter the ring. Ambrose stands in the middle of the ring, soaking in the atmosphere of the arena. He grabs a microphone from the corner of the ring.

Dean AmbroseAlright. I'm just gonna keep this short and simple. Now that Dean Ambrose is here, this place is going to be turned upside down. This place belongs to me... It is my playground!!!!. You see when I'm here, there are no rules.... No limits. I am here to dismantle! I am here to destroy! I am here to bring anarchy and chaos!! and anyone that has my sights set on them are gonna wish there lives didn't exist. This is the Ambrose asylum now!, and that isn't just something i say to put on a damn T Shirt. This time it's a fact!!!. Tonight....... You're all gonna see what I am capable of, and what lengths I will go to. I have no leash on me anymore, which spells bad news for Kevin Owens tonight. Kevin..... if you know what's good for you......RUN!.